Lin Banxia disappeared, along with him, and all the information about Song Qingluo in the base.
After receiving Song Qingluo's call, Li Su asked Li Ye to carefully inquire about Song Qingluo. Because of Song Qingluo's special physique, his identity in the base is also very sensitive, and in this chaotic stall, everything he does has to be cautious and cautious.
Li Ye came back soon, his face was heavy when he came back, Li Su thought it was some bad news, he breathed a little, and trembled: "Is it serious?"
Li Ye said: "Seriously."
"What's wrong?" Li Su said, "What way did they come up with to torment Song Qingluo?" Lin Banxia didn't know, but he knew that the base was full of researches on Song Qingluo alone. A wall, as for how it came... It's better not to think about it.
Li Ye said, "Song Qingluo disappeared."
Li Su was stunned: "What?"
"Literally." Li Ye said, "He was in the base and disappeared."
After Li Ye's explanation, Li Su finally understood what it means to disappear literally. Everyone in the base didn't remember Song Qingluo, and his information was also changed into other content. A completely non-existent person replaced Song Qingluo's identity. It was no wonder that after Song Qingluo in the hotel faced the people in the base, the group of people didn't know him.
And these friends still remember Song Qingluo's existence, as if there was an invisible hand that gently erased everything that would hurt Song Qingluo.
"How could this happen?" Li Su said blankly, "Who did it?"
Li Ye didn't speak, and looked at Li Su silently.
"It can't be..." Li Su twitched the corners of his mouth, "Is it Banxia?"
Li Ye's hand covered Li Su's eyes: "Don't think about this for a while, you need a good rest." The rain took away Li Su's consciousness. During the long night, he almost shrank in Li Ye's arms and moved. He didn't dare to move. Chaos and fear completely buried him. Just when Li Ye thought he was going to lose him completely, the damn rain stopped suddenly.
The chaos disappeared with the rain, and the world returned to its original form.
No one knows the cause and effect. It is like a big dream of human beings. When the dream wakes up, everything is the same as before.
Song Qingluo lost his Lin Banxia, but he couldn't give up on himself. Xiaohua and Xiaoku still needed his protection. He couldn't let them be taken away by the people at the base.
Walking through the chaotic streets, Song Qingluo and Ji Leshui, two silent people, returned to their former home.
Because of the search just now, that sweet little home was in a mess. The door was violently smashed open, and every corner of the house was rummaged. Obviously they didn't find what they wanted, so they left quickly.
Song Qingluo's face was pale, and the faint breath seemed to be about to disappear. Ji Leshui looked at the messy home, and even suspected that Song Qingluo would suddenly disappear in front of him like Lin Banxia in the next moment.
Fortunately, Song Qingluo didn't, he just gently put down Xiaohua and Xiaokuo, turned around and went to the house to get the suitcase, and said calmly to Ji Leshui: "I can't live here anymore, you go pack your luggage, let's go. Stay somewhere else for a while.”
Ji Leshui didn't dare to ask why, and nodded.
It was said to be packing, but there was really nothing to take. Song Qingluo grabbed a few clothes and daily necessities at random, then sat on the sofa and waited for Ji Leshui.
This is Lin Banxia's house, but he is no longer there. Song Qingluo doesn't know if he will come back. The room is full of the atmosphere of their life, and even the paintings hanging on the walls are so familiar...
Wait, there doesn't seem to be any paintings on their walls. Song Qingluo was stunned for a moment. He heard Ji Leshui's familiar screams coming from the door. He wrote: "Fuck - you're just bullying me while Lin Banxia isn't around, right? You bastard!!"
Oh, indeed there are no paintings, but windows. Song Qingluo thought, and she didn't know if that poor house number would leave a lifetime of regrets, after all, until Lin Banxia disappeared, it had never succeeded in scaring him. The originally funny things were now full of grief, Song Qingluo lowered her eyes and left the room with her luggage and the black box in which Xiaohua Xiaocao was placed.
There is chaos everywhere now, and they have no other place to go. Ji Leshui sat in the back seat and helplessly asked Song Qingluo where they were going.
Speaking of which, Ji Leshui was also innocent. He didn't take part in this incident from beginning to end, but was forced to flee with them. The rare Song Qingluo also felt some guilt towards him and said, "Go to where I used to live first. place."
Ji Leshui said, "Well, I thought you had to go to a hotel. It's messy outside, and the hotel is very expensive..." Then he remembered that Lin Banxia borrowed his own money, and his nose suddenly became sour, "No. If you know when Banxia will be back, pay me back the borrowed money."
Those who knew knew that he was saddened by Lin Banxia's disappearance, but those who didn't know thought he was implying something.
Song Qingluo was expressionless: "I don't have your money for the time being."
Ji Leshui: "Huh?"
Song Qingluo glanced at him: "My money is with Lin Banxia."
Ji Leshui's tears fell instantly, and he really couldn't stop it. Compared with him, Song Qingluo was a million times worse. The person he liked has disappeared, and he has two children. Not only has the mortgage not been repaid, but he is also penniless. This is not at the bottom of his life, but he fell off a cliff himself. Ji Leshui said in a trembling voice, "You don't have to worry. Paying back the money is the most important thing for the child to see a doctor, Xiaohua’s eyes can’t be delayed, she must go to the best hospital.”
Song Qingluo didn't answer, she probably thought that even the best hospital couldn't cure the heretics. As soon as she stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out.
It was late at night and the streets were brightly lit. The smell of burnt smell is gradually fading, the wounded are being sent to the hospital one after another, and the police are maintaining order. It was a quiet night, and after the disaster, everyone cherished the hard-earned peace. Ji Leshui saw the scene outside through the car window, and shrank his neck in fear. He whispered, "When will Pinellia be back?"
No one knows the answer, maybe a day, maybe a year, maybe… never come back. Song Qingluo has always been a very rational person, probably because of his childhood experiences, the word fairy tale never appeared in his life. What he has to face is cruel heresies and constantly dying teammates. For him, it is already the norm.
He thought he'd get used to it, like he'd get used to body pain.
Ke Lin Banxia was right.
Some things can't be used to, like the parting of him and Lin Banxia.
The road was not in good condition and it took them more time to reach their destination. The house has not been lived in for a long time, and naturally there is dust everywhere. The two of them cleaned it casually and decided to make do with it for one night, and then talk about it tomorrow.
The yard is very large, and in autumn, the yellow grass and trees are full of leaves.
Song Qingluo was lying on the hard bed, tossing and turning with his eyes closed, he couldn't fall asleep, he remembered the feeling he had felt on his body before waking up at the hotel, he knew it was Lin Banxia's hug, but he didn't think that it was the one he had grown up with. He absorbed the last warmth from him.
There was something in his chest collapsing silently, Song Qingluo closed his eyes, covering the water in his eyes.
The next day, it was sunny.
Compared with summer, the sun in autumn is mild and comfortable, like a blanket covering people in the cold wind. There are several persimmon trees in the yard that bear fruit, and the yellow ones are hanging on the branches, swaying in the wind. Although Xiaohua was invisible, she did not show much frustration. Xiaodong climbed to the branch, picked the persimmon staggeringly, peeled it off, and carefully brought it to Xiaohua's mouth.
Xiaohua took a bite, leaving a row of thin teeth marks on it, and giggled: "Sweet, sweet, go and give my brother a taste."
So Xiaoku jumped into the back room again, saw Song Qingluo cleaning the room, it stood on tiptoe, handed the persimmon to Song Qingluo's eyes, and snorted twice.
Song Qingluo smiled and lowered her head, "Thanks, let's go out and accompany my sister."
Xiaodong nodded, and ran out again. It had short hands and feet, and it seemed to run very hard. It was a bit funny to watch.
Many rooms in the yard are still packed with the messy antiques he bought, but it's normal for a man to live a rough life, so Song Qingluo and Ji Leshui summed it up and planned to sweep out two rooms, one person Just one room.
Ji Leshui agreed.
The phone number from Li Su also came. For the sake of safety, although he knew the situation from Li Ye, Li Su went to confirm it himself. After confirming that no one in the base knew Song Qingluo, he gave When he returned the message, the first sentence was: "Song Qingluo, you are unemployed."
Song Qingluo paused while holding the broom: "Huh?"
"You're unemployed." Li Su said cruelly, "Everyone in the base doesn't know you anymore, and someone you don't know has replaced you..." He wanted to be colder, but his emotions were not in place, he said Then he laughed, "They don't remember you, you are free."
Song Qingluo said, "Also unemployed?"
Li Su said, "Yes."
Song Qingluo fell silent.
Li Su said, "But do you still have savings?"
Song Qingluo said, "In order to prevent me from spending money indiscriminately, all my money is in Banxia."
Li Su said, "...what about others?"
"He's gone." Song Qingluo said.
Li Su was quiet for a while, and his voice became cautious: "He... is he all right?"
"Whether he has anything to do, I will wait for him to come back." Song Qingluo said calmly, "No matter how long."
Li Su didn't know what happened. Obviously, something unexpected happened to Lin Banxia that he didn't know. Lin Banxia's sudden disappearance should be inseparable from the changes in Song Qingluo's body. Perhaps it was the price he paid for saving the world. Just like Song Qingluo who used his body to seal up heretics, Lin Banxia tried to save the world. Song Qingluo paid for something. At this time, no matter what Li Su said, it seemed inappropriate. Fortunately, Song Qingluo said that he was busy and hung up the phone decisively.
Listening to the beeping sound, Li Su said bitterly, "In this world, is it particularly difficult to live a good life?"
Li Ye stroked his hair without answering. In fact, they all knew the answer to this question.
A chaotic night that takes a long time to heal the wounds.
The base completely forgot about Song Qingluo's existence, and did not bother him again. Song Qingluo didn't know where Lin Banxia went, but he knew that there was someone who knew the answer. So I asked Li Su and Li Ye to meet the person who knew the answer.
In the face of Song Qingluo who came uninvited, Ji Feng's attitude was very gentle, and he even brought a not-so-obvious pity.
"It's too hard for you, come here to see me." Ji Feng leaned on the sofa in his leisure time, his posture was lazy, the time around him was stopped by him again, only Song Qingluo could still move, "I know you want to ask What, sorry, I can't answer you this question."
Of course Song Qingluo wanted to ask where Lin Banxia was, but before she could speak, Ji Feng blocked her.
So Song Qingluo was silent for a moment, then spoke again: "Will he come back?"
Ji Feng looked at Song Qingluo with strange eyes: "I think it would be better if he didn't come back."
Song Qingluo: "Why?"
"If he comes back." Ji Feng said, "but you find out that he is not the Lin Banxia you know, is it better for him to keep the appearance you remember?"
This was a very obvious hint, and Song Qingluo understood it naturally: "You mean he can still come back?"
Ji Feng said, "Of course you can." He looked at Song Qingluo pitifully, "God is everywhere, what he wants to do, and where he wants to go, is a matter of his own accord. If he doesn't come back, it's just that he doesn't want to, not anyone. hindered his actions."
The words were so harsh that Song Qingluo's expression instantly cooled down: "If he can move freely, why didn't he come back?"
Ji Feng said, "Because he doesn't want to."
Song Qingluo: "..."
"He remembers you, but he has no feelings for you." Ji Feng said, "Emotions will make the gods vulnerable, so they have been deprived from the beginning, Song Qingluo, why do you have to force some things? , maybe you don't want it."
Song Qingluo said coldly: "I didn't ask for it, how do you know I don't want it?"
For his stubbornness, Ji Feng shrugged and expressed regret.
It seems that this is the only news that Ji Feng can know. Ji Feng said that Lin Banxia was not imprisoned, he chose not to come back. This answer made Song Qingluo feel pain and relieved at the same time... At least, Lin Banxia wasn't suffering in some difficult situation.
Is Lin Banxia, who has no relationship, still his lover? Song Qingluo couldn't answer this question, he only knew that the choice to wait was his own matter.
Ji Feng watched Song Qingluo leave, his back was straight, showing a stubborn stubbornness, and he completely ignored Ji Feng's consolation. Ji Feng felt a little emotional. He raised his head and looked through the ceiling and looked at the endless void: "I persuaded you."
No one spoke.
"What?" Ji Feng said, "What do I owe you?"
As if someone had said something to him, his expression became extremely strange, and finally became more and more distorted, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous: "Are you serious? How long ago did you remember? So clear-"
What was said over there.
Ji Feng's face turned blue and white, and finally he had to take out his mobile phone angrily, and said angrily: "Okay, transfer money, right? Transfer it to you? You don't need your bank card anymore, what's the use of transferring it to you..." He knew that someone was not joking, if he didn't obediently transfer the money back, then maybe the next moment, the sausages and coke would disappear from his world forever.
When the time flowed again, Song Qingluo was already in the car going home. At home, he tried his best to stay positive and didn't want to negatively affect Xiaohua and Xiaokuo. But every time he was alone, he couldn't hide the tiredness between his brows. He heard a ding-dong from his mobile phone, and he didn't care that he was still driving, so he hurriedly looked down. There are not many people who know his mobile phone number, and the people in the base have forgotten his existence, so there are only a handful of people who will send him messages. When the phone rings, he always has a faint hope, and when he sees the above news, his hope is not unexpectedly shattered.
It wasn't the phone call from Lin Banxia, but the bank's information. Song Qingluo glanced at it and found that Ji Feng had transferred several million to his bank card. He was stunned for a while, and wanted to call Ji Feng back, but remembered that Ji Feng's phone had been being monitored, and it was not a good way to call him.
But why is this number so familiar? Song Qingluo recalled for a while, and suddenly wanted to recall Lin Banxia's mourning that night when the meteor shower fell. He said that Ji Feng secretly transferred several million away, and left him a three-digit deposit. Could it be that Ji Feng returned the money to Lin Banxia
Recalling the vivid expression on his lover's face when he lost his savings, Song Qingluo raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a smile in his eyes, but he quickly realized something, and the slight smile turned into shock. It seems that people who have lost a limb will not get used to it for a long time, and even feel that the part that has disappeared is still aching.
Although Lin Banxia was not Song Qingluo's body, it was a part of his soul. Song Qingli didn't even dare to think about losing Lin Banxia.
They redeemed each other and thought they could accompany each other for a lifetime.
But the mountains and the sea are separated, and there will be no reunion day.
Lin Banxia gave herself to help Song Qingluo get out of the hell that would flay him. He didn't know, if he could come back, Song Qingluo would rather suffer another hundred times in that hell.
Saying these words at this time is of no use.
Song Qingluo put his head on the steering wheel, his shoulders trembled slightly, he grabbed his chest with his hands, and his voice was hoarse and choked: "Lin Banxia... Come back, I'm so... it hurts."
He had never known that the pain of losing Lin Banxia was a million times more painful than peeling off his skin inch by inch.
However, no matter what he said, he could no longer hear, touch his eyebrows and call his name.
Lin Banxia disappeared, Song Qingluo didn't even have time to say goodbye to him, he disappeared from his life, and it seemed as if he would never appear again.
The green light in front was on, and an urging horn sounded behind him. Song Qingluo raised his head, and there was a dull look in his black eyes. Only the wet traces at the corners of his eyes revealed the fragility of that accidental moment.
He will not give up - even if Lin Banxia becomes a god, it should be his own god
The author has something to say:
Song Qingluo: Why did you hit my card
Ji Feng: Because your poor ghost doesn't forget to carry a bank card with you when he is a god
Lin Banxia: If you still want to drink Coke, please pay attention to your words!
Ji Feng gritted his teeth